I woke up today still in my black outfit but decided to change into my black and white dress before pulling on my boots, and putting my hair up in a messy bun. I sighed strapping my sheath to my waist before placing my daggers in my boots, I heard shouting up on deck and grabbed my hat before running up on deck.
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I saw Silas at the helm and noticed we were slowing down, I ran up to him shaking my head seeing my father getting closer.
"Silas what are you doing?"
"Go back below deck."
"No, this is my ship two, I'm fighting for it."
He let out a rough irritated sigh shaking his head.
"Damn-it, Isla you're pregnant."
"So what, you want to push me away some more then fine push, but I'm not leaving, if I die, if our baby dies, then so be it. You've pushed enough, all we've done is fight, and now we're going to do more of it, go to hell Silas."
With that I looked over seeing my father standing there with his weapon drawn, I sighed knowing that this wasn't going to end well.
